Streets Dont Love Nobody Lyrics

Used to be love but now that shit missing

This that shit moma used to talk about but we didn't listen (Hardheaded)

This a marathon u gotta be long winded

Pace yoself but keep yo pace nigga yo time ticking

Knew i was different when they ain't know the difference

From making hit wit drake to doing hits wit drake we on a different mission

Were that bag at nigga my palms ichin'

I remember whipping that straight drop in moma kitchen

Relationships wit smokers them was my aunties

I seen unk take a hit and he got knock kneed

I'm the real definition of makin the block bleed

I even had my own homies plotting to robb me

I made it threw the trenches wit that shit on

Real street nigga how u think i made it this long

Y u think these rappers ain't mention me in they diss songs

Body body body streets dont love nobody

Streets dont love nobody

Streets dont love nobody

I done gave yall my last so wat u mad at me fo

I stare at the cameras gotta watch the back door

Dont let em know were u sleeping cause these niggas creeping

I can't even post my kids cause they cant C my weakness

Tattoos tombstones and sad faces

I pray all my enemies end up cold cases

My brotha died a gangsta wit his pole yanking

Now his lil brotha in the cuts with his pole anxious (Slide on em)

Half these niggas fake so who gone ride for em

His lil brotha in the dark open his eyes for em

Nah this aint the same watch nigga these VVs

Tell them craxkers crack them gates and free VV

Streets dont love nobody